Chapter 223: Ancient Wax Corpse

It has appeared in the land of the Eight Mansions several times, buried the top figures of several eras, and cannot really know its origin, and no one has ever really walked out alive, making it more and more mysterious. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Everyone adjusted their mood and did not continue to stay in the main hall, but walked towards the depths of the ancient hall, because the gate behind them had disappeared when they entered, and they were completely trapped in the ancient hall.

The surroundings are dark and dark, extraordinarily empty and vast, wisps of gray mist turn into ribbons, swirling the void, the walls of the copper hall are rusty, because the years are too long, it is covered with green patina, covering its original appearance, and the atmosphere of decay and vicissitudes is overwhelming.

"Huh? There's a bright light ahead. ”

I don't know how long I walked, but in the dark depths, a faint light suddenly came, which shocked everyone's spirits and hurriedly ran forward.

Through the heavy gray mist, Yang Han and the others suddenly came to a long corridor, this corridor is crooked, and I don't know where it leads, the upper and lower sides of the corridor are also forged from bronze, and they are tightly sealed, without a trace of gaps, and they are still covered with green copper rust, but from the place where they fell off, Yang Han and the others saw countless dense blood-colored runes carved on it.

These blood-colored runes are too dense and mysterious, covering the entire long corridor, and at a glance, they are enough to make people dizzy, as if they are about to devour people's souls, which is extremely terrifying.

And the most terrifying thing is not these dense runes, but the terrifying wax corpses erected on the copper wall, these ancient wax corpses are covered with a thick layer of oil, dark yellow, their feet have been integrated with the copper wall at this moment, three feet above the ground.

The upper body leaned forward slightly, exposed to the air, and the long hair was tied into a coffin at the back of the head, like a wick, and was lit by a candle, burning faintly, releasing a yellow halo, looking from a distance, like a huge, burning candle towering here, evil to the extreme.

Each of these wax corpses is terrifying, their skin is like gold and stone, and they are full of brilliance, it is obvious that they are the top masters of all eras, with the combat power of the sky, but at this moment, they were made into wax corpses by the inexplicable existence, melted into the copper wall, lit a candle on the head, and burned faintly for thousands of years, and it has not been extinguished yet.

"With the world's strongest as a candle flame and countless blood-colored runes, what do they want to do? What do you want to do? ”

At this moment, everyone trembled, and their whole bodies seemed to have fallen into an ice cave, cold and cold, and even their bones were bubbling cold.

"Go, go, this place is terrifying, even the top powerhouses of all eras have become tributes, they must have hidden the world's shocking secrets, they can't stay for a long time, for fear of sudden changes, even we have to be buried here."

Yang Han's scalp was numb, he shouted, and led everyone to quickly run towards the other side of the corridor, this ghost place, he really didn't want to stay for a moment.

"Whew."

The wax corpse on the wall, the candle flame above the head was shaking slightly, and the yellow light poured down from it like mercury, inextricably linked, and instantly flooded the entire corridor, and the dense blood-colored runes were also flickering slightly, releasing a faint mist, very misty, and unable to see the end at a glance, as if it had come to the beginning of the world.

"Click." The sound of shattering suddenly came, and Ji Ruorong, who was standing on the side of the corridor, exclaimed, "I seem to have encountered something." ”

Yang Han turned his head, looked down, and found that it was a snow-white skeleton, broken in many places, lying quietly on the ground, and at the slightest touch, it turned into bone powder and drifted away with the wind.

"This person must have been extremely powerful in his life, but he was not made into a wax corpse, and the dry bones were still preserved." The fat man was also very surprised when he saw this, and squatted down to watch carefully.

Next to the white bones, there are several dried blood characters, black and red and blurred, with an indescribable charm, as if condensing the spirit of this strong man's whole body, and it is imprinted here, giving people an extremely special feeling, as if conveying an emotion.

"Is there immortality in the world?" With only a few words, this person seemed to be full of regret and unwillingness before he died.

The person who can keep the white bones is definitely a strong man who has no time ago, but when he died, he was confused, and you can imagine his kind of loss and regret that he can't see the clouds.

This is definitely a generation of Tianjiao figures, but unfortunately the bones are buried here, no one knows, and he died in confusion.

Thinking that many cultivators in ancient times were related to each other, and there was no hope for immortality, and many strong people died of depression in doubt and confusion in their later years.

Yang Han sighed, and then walked forward, and soon found a white skeleton, lying on his back on the ground, his jaw slightly open, and he seemed to be full of loneliness before he died.

There are also blood characters here, Yang Han squatted down and carefully identified them.

"Immortality, immortality, who in the world can attain immortality?" A few words express the bitterness in it, and this person seems to be desperate before he dies.

"And the words!" Ji Ruorong aimed under the snow-white arm.

Yang Han gently pushed away the bone arm, and it immediately turned into white bone powder, with a few words written underneath: Luoxia Ancestor.

"Boom."

Seeing these words, Yang Han's brain exploded suddenly, Luoxia Ancestor, this is the founding ancestor of the Luoxia Sword Sect? He, he actually fell here?

How strong is the Luoxia Sword Sect? In the south, second only to the Guyue Sword School and Baojian Mountain, and the Luoxia ancestor who created it is a peerless figure recorded in the ancient history of Cangfu, more than 10,000 years ago, there were few opponents, and he actually fell here......"

This huge bronze hall is indeed the burial place of the world's strongest, in the past, the strong moths put out the fire, came to find the hope of immortality, but finally died depressed and died here.

The third white bone once again caused Yang Han's shock, because he was the second generation ancestor of Baojian Mountain, and he was also a peerless powerhouse ten thousand years ago.

Yang Han and the others continued to walk forward, and saw seven or eight corpses one after another, and a few of them had names, all of which were peerless powerhouses recorded in the ancient history of Cangfu.

The empty bronze corridor, shrouded in strange candles and mist, was nothing, as if there was no end, and it was impossible to go to the other side, as if it was a world of its own.

"Is this ancient hall really related to the Immortal Immortal? Is it really the secret of immortality inside? Yang Han watched one after another of the top powerhouses rushing in like moths to the flames, and the last ones all died in battle, and he couldn't help but sigh and feel sad.

"How did these strong men fall? Don't see any obvious wounds? After we die, such a weak cultivator, I'm afraid we won't even be able to leave bones, right? The fat man said with a pale face.

He has traveled countless poor mountains and rivers before, and dug many dangerous graves, but there is no place where the danger can be compared with the bronze ancient hall, just look at so many ancestors who died here, it is definitely a rare burial ground, how many strong people come, how many strong people will die.